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The Window (by Jessica Larsen Cunningham)

Updated on December 6, 2012

The Window

On my journey I came across a window.

I peeked inside and saw three young and tender hearts

Searching for attention, affection, and time.

I then saw the hands that carried these hearts into existence,

Face painted with struggle, knowing tears only on the inside.

I watched as the hands surpassed the hearts

And instead pressed against a table in anguish.

I watched the light fade from the eyes of the three hearts

Feeling so unsatisfied and ignored.

I watched it fade until my soul could endure no more

And I turned away to the view of the world for comfort.

I witnessed the world fade to colorlessness

Like trees from autumn to winter,

Until there was just black and cold.

I turned back to the sight of the window once more.

The hands were embracing the hearts softly,


Face covered in adoration, with struggle hidden away,

And the light was pouring back into the hearts.

The warmth beckoned me inside

With promises of consolation from the darkened world.

I was welcomed by the hands and pulled in.

I managed to glimpse out the window from the safety of the embrace

And I saw the black turning to grey and amber streaks adorning the sky.

In a whisper the hearts spoke to me

Reassuring me that the world would recover

To the world of light it once was.

The hands spoke as well

And told my heart that nothing in this world is everlasting,

Not struggle or blackness.

Through the words my fears were soothed

And I watched for the return of the light from the window,

My face painted in faith.



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    • rajan jolly profile image

      Rajan Singh Jolly 5 years ago from From Mumbai, presently in Jalandhar,INDIA.

      Jessica, this poem is just awesome! There is hope and all is never lost. A fine message.

      Voted up and beautiful. Welcome to hubpages!